Wild times but we made it through Now we’re certified gangstas, done paying dues Running these streets, didn’t have a clue This da same block our fore-fathers hung from da noose I remember when It was two of us, ten of them No cheddar then Stop! Let it settle in Running with some wild niggaz from Queens Fucking ho’s with da pots on da stove, no kettle then Haven't seen niggaz in ages Hope you duck em shots, evade em cages And teach da game to da babies Harlem! I Know da streets got me My home away from home, almost twenty years since I seen papi Can’t recall the last time I been happy Up all night and I don’t even drink coffee Paranoia got me a tainted aura Rise against Káy, then it’s sayonara Hide da body then hire lawyers Ask Nicko bout corner shit Like Da True Playa, The Pharmacist Icing arms and wrist Hopping out da jeweler asking what charm is this Nigga calm ya bitch Me and my nigga on some army shit I know bitches that fuck and suck, swallowing kids Pussy selling for a projects to live While OG up North, if she could she’d split da bid She ain’t no stylist but she’ll split ya wig A ghetto chick, live and breathe for da streets I tell her slow down, she said let that pussy bleed for da streets She’s from west side Harlem, I creep on da east Getting money, getting knowledge, feeding these streets Young nigga got Harlem on his shoulders Observe nature, who's more powerful, the mongoose or da cobra? Lil’ nigga took a bullet to da heart just to ask God, sincerely, is there a heaven for a soldier? Tired of going jail, livin’ la vida loca Brother killing bothers for da coka Times are hard This for dem niggaz behind dem bars Another ghetto prophet aligning stars Harlem Queens You know what it is Uh, get ya Glock Uh, lick a shot Uh, for Big and Pac Uh, for Pun and L The streets know me well From da ghetto to da jail Káy gon prevail We run this shit, run and tell